Have you ever been burdened with a great sense of soul weariness? Are you weary? Does your soul feel heavy laden? I think I could say that this country was really weary after the election ended. And the other day, I walked into the grocery store, and I noticed that people just looked weary and tired.

Who is ready for some smoothies that taste like your favorite fall pies that you make for your family at Thanksgiving or Christmas?

I was pondering on what to share with you for today’s ‘Take Care of Your Temple Tuesday’ with Alyssa... 🙂 (That girl is working so hard on college, and she amazes me that she continues to share a few blog posts! If you can, check out her post, a guest post from dear Cayanne! I’m so thankful God put this girl into my life.)

Well for today’s post, I thought? ‘Breakfast is my ABSOLUTE favorite meal, so why not share why I love eating breakfast everyday, and why I think it’s important for taking care of your body and fueling your mind, spirit, and soul for the day.

For me there are two kinds of breakfast that are essential, one even more than the other every day.

#1) This would be time in the Word. If I don’t start the day with Jesus’ words of life, the whole day is filled with me not being able to discern the lies of the devil, succumbing to sin, being proud, and stumbling along all day instead of living by Jesus’ words of life.

These words from John 6 really convicted me yesterday. Why do I focus on physical calories when God promises to provide (Matthew 6) and so quickly forget the nourishment of the soul?

This post scares me, because this is such a deep subject, one that I’m not qualified at all to share on, but I trust that God uses the weak things of this world. Talking about the soul is not cut and dry. I’m coming to you in weakness and fear and much trembling, knowing that God can do mighty things as He wills!

Yet by God’s grace, I pray that His glory and grace and love could be evident in this post and encourage you and cause you to think and bless you.

I felt a pressing urge on my heart to talk about this subject as this has probably been the one and only thing that has kept me from relapse every day and given me hope for life. I’m thankful that the Lord enabled Lyss and I to get to share these thoughts every Tuesday and just share what God is teaching us through recovery and struggles with eating and body image.

In recovery, I learned a painful and wonderful lesson.

I learned that the biggest part of taking care of my body as the temple of the Holy Spirit isn’t the eating of calories, which does help, but most of all, the nourishment of the soul.

I’m going to talk about something that has been a huge struggle for me over 23 years. In fact, it still is a huge struggle for me everyday, but it’s something that my heart desires more now than it ever has before.

Am I talking about ice cream? Well, I do love ice cream, but this is something that is far deeper and more convicting to my often wayward, distracted heart.

I’m going to talk about spiritual hunger, and as a Christian, what happens, when you are going through a REALLY dry and thirsty land in your spirit and soul.

Spiritual hunger was something that I very rarely had for the first 20 years of my life. I would say, shamefully and sadly, that I was a ‘spiritual cruiser’ and ‘moralist.’

Ouch.

This was honestly, not something, that struck me, until I began to struggle with an eating disorder.

When I got into exercising for the first time, I would exercise for hours. I had an insatiable hunger to be skinny, fit, healthy, or fill in the blank. And you know what?

That hunger was like an idol. Idols destroy you. Idols are what Satan uses to distract people from worshipping the only One who is worthy of our worship, the Almighty God and Lord of the Universe. And that idol started to strip me away.

I couldn’t NOT exercise. I would read my Bible for 10 minutes (like a thing on the checklist), put it away, and go ride the bike for um… 3…. 4 hours.

It felt like this chain that bound me to it. The more I hungered for skinniness, the more I died inside.

God didn’t make us just bodies.

We weren’t made to just feed our metabolisms; there is something so special about humans. We were created in the image of God, made a living soul.

A soul. Yet, I was just caring about my body, and I had almost completely forgotten about the deepest hunger, the hunger that satisfies every other hunger, that sets the mind, the body, the spirit right. That was the hunger of my soul.

For a long time, Christianity was a teaching to me not the wonder of Jesus Christ. I didn’t think about how Jesus Christ had come to free me from my sin, about Jesus Christ being the VICTOR and Lord of my life, about His burden being light and easy; I only thought about all the things I couldn’t do as a Christian.

Disclaimer: I received products from Rachel’s Oats and Purely Pinole in exchange for sharing my thoughts and a recipe with them. All thoughts and opinions are my own as per usual!

I didn’t know that blogger collaborations could be this fun; ok, I had never done one before reaching out to Lyss. Nicole Culver, Georgie Morley, Christina, Kaila, and other bloggers inspired me to NOT compare but to get out there and work together with my other blogger friendzz. They enable me to talk about crazy topics and think up weird titles like, ‘Why You Should Eat This Chocolate Cherry Loaf.’

I’m so thankful that Alyssa has encouraged me to grow in recovery. She is encouraging so many others, and it’s awesome to say that the Lord blessed us with this opportunity to share tips about recovery, caring for your body, mind, spirit, and soul, and embracing the joy of LIVING!

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I live in the beautiful state of Colorado where 14ers are to give you all the sore legs you need, amazing skiing, plenty of other runners, glorious sunsets, majestic elk herds, and peaceful country roads with clear air.

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I am a very ordinary girl. I’m 21, but if you met me, you wouldn’t believe me. I am passionate about girls finding true beauty in Christ. I love peanut butter, icecream, and salad. My hobbies are cooking, baking, sharing laughs and tears with others, and sharing the fullness of joy that Christ has put in me. I love reading other blogs, and I hope that this will be a place where you can find encouragement, recipes, smiles, and joy. Click here to read more about me...